Chapter 163 return to life

Before moving the knife, Zhang Yunfeng checked song Xiaopeng's body condition again. Although his heart rate is not strong, it has recovered to a safe level that Zhang Yunfeng can control. In Zhang Yunfeng's opinion, pulse and blood pressure are enough to support the operation. In addition, with blood supply, Zhang Yunfeng is sure to perform partial splenectomy for song Xiaopeng. The operation may not be perfect, but To save his life.

With a flashlight, Xu watched Zhang Yunfeng's hands in rubber gloves, a cold scalpel in his hand, and a hand in Song Xiaopeng's stomach. One side of the injured spleen had been seriously damaged. It seemed that the fangs of wild boar had directly pierced one end of the spleen. The only thing to be thankful was that the wound was not in the middle of the spleen. Otherwise, I'm afraid song Xiaopeng would still have it People are dead before they are sent here.

Zhang Yunfeng held his breath, steadied his spleen with one hand, and quickly cut off the knife with the scalpel according to the position he had planned in the brain.

Old Xu was frightened. He was very young, but he started without any hesitation. He said "cut it". The liquid mixed with juice and blood gushed out, which made people not only afraid, but also retch.

It didn't take much time to resect. Zhang Yunfeng, like a quick knife to cut the mess, finished the resection in the fastest time, and then immediately stopped the bleeding and sutured. At this time, the suturing was only done in grass, and there was no time to deal with the wound neatly.

At this time, Zhang Yunfeng opened his mouth and said, "release the transfusion tube and start infusion."

Now Song Xiaopeng is still in hemorrhagic shock, with excessive blood loss, but with blood injection, his life will not be greatly threatened. Now that the damaged spleen has been removed, he can slightly speed up some blood transfusion.

Seeing that the blood transfusion man was pale, Xu said to Zhang Yunfeng, "Xiao Liu can't hold on any longer. Let's change."

Zhang Yunfeng nodded and said, "help him back to the room to have a rest, and the next person will be ready."

After changing a blood sampling needle, Zhang Yunfeng stabbed the needle into another person's body again.

In order to replenish the missing blood in Song Xiaopeng's body, we need to change people's blood continuously.

The second person began to supply blood to song Xiaopeng. Zhang Yunfeng checked the blood pressure and pulse of song Xiaopeng again. Now he is still in a state of serious blood loss. It is estimated that the amount of 2000 ml is not enough. In the end, it is necessary to take some blood from Song Xiaoman.

The operation just now lacked the necessary conditions, so Zhang Yunfeng was very worried about the wound infection. He immediately prepared an antibiotic solution and transfused it to song Xiaopeng. Two bottles of human albumin injection were transfused into song Xiaopeng from the other hand at the same time.

Previously, the effect of acupuncture stimulation was getting weaker and weaker, but the heartbeat still couldn't maintain a safe intensity and frequency. Zhang Yunfeng pulled out all the silver needles and hit song Xiaopeng's heart with a light fist continuously to stimulate the heartbeat.

Another blood transfusion reached the limit. Zhang Yunfeng changed the needle again and replaced it with a third person.

In theory, the limit of a blood transfusion for normal people can reach eight hundred ml, but these people are too nervous one by one. In addition, they are in the middle of the mountain all day long. Just now, they have carried Song Xiaopeng all the way, and his physical strength is overdrawn, and his heart rate is too fast. At this time, Zhang Yunfeng does not dare to let their blood collection volume exceed seven hundred ml. otherwise, in case of another blood loss Sexual shock, then I really want to have a big head. Even though song Xiaopeng's life is more precious, in front of Zhang Yunfeng, he is like other people, he can't change one life for another, right?

After the third transfusion, song Xiaopeng's heart still didn't return to normal. Zhang Yunfeng took off his mouth and said, "Lao Xu, bring song Xiaoman here."

"Xiaoman's constitution..." "Can you find another type O blood to help with the blood supply?" said Xu, worried

Zhang Yunfeng frowned and said, "I'm type O blood, or I'll stand there to supply blood for him, in exchange for you to save people?"

"What about the other villagers?" Xu asked awkwardly

Zhang Yunfeng was a little impatient and said: "Song Xiaopeng is her brother. Who will supply her blood if she doesn't? Don't say that most villagers don't know what blood type they are. Even if they do, why should they give song Xiaopeng a blood transfusion? "

Xu didn't know what to say for a while, but he was very embarrassed. Zhang Yunfeng was a little upset because of his desire to talk. He took off his mouth and said, "can you do it quickly?"

Xu had to nod his head and turn around to go out. After a while, he brought in Song Xiaoman, who was pale.

Zhang Yunfeng takes a look at Song Xiaoman, but song Xiaoman's spirit is a bit trance. When he comes in and sees song Xiaopeng lying on the bed, he wants to rush to see how he is. Just after he arrives, he is stopped by Zhang Yunfeng and says, "stand here and show your left arm."

Song Xiaoman takes a look at Zhang Yunfeng. Xu has told her that his brother song Xiaopeng is still in a state of blood loss and needs to continue to input matching blood. The first three people have reached the limit. At present, the only one who can transfuse blood is himself.

Song Xiaoman rolled up his sleeves, but Zhang Yunfeng frowned and said, "that's not good. You have too much pressure on your upper arm. Take your arm out of the clothes."

Song Xiaoman looked around and saw that his face was a little embarrassed, but in a flash, he bit his teeth, turned to face the wall, pulled his left arm out of his clothes, and then turned around. His left arm and most of his left shoulder were exposed to the air.

The cold alcohol daubed on Song Xiaoman's arm made her shiver. Zhang Yunfeng's left thumb was on the top of the blood vessel. He squeezed it from the bottom to the top and slid it up. Then, his left hand immediately inserted the needle into the blood vessel. Then, he put it down, almost parallel to the skin. Push it again, and the needle was completely inserted.

The blood sampling needle is thick, and it is inserted directly into the blood vessel. Song Xiaoman, suffering from cold sweat, clenches his teeth, but does not let himself make a sound.

Zhang Yunfeng took a look at Song Xiaoman's complexion, took her pulse and frowned, "how can you be surprisingly poor in physical fitness?"

When song Xiaoman looked at Zhang Yunfeng, he was angry and didn't speak. At this time, Lao Xu chimed in: "Xiaoman has been weak and ill since she was a child, and her physique has been poor."

"Zhang Yunfeng helpless way:" on her this constitution, blood 200 milliliter most

"How much more does Xiao Peng need?" Xu asked

"It depends on his heart," Zhang said

After that, Zhang Yunfeng leaned down and looked up song Xiaopeng's heart again. He was still not optimistic.

Zhang Yunfeng sighed helplessly, raised his head and said to song Xiaoman, "if you feel uncomfortable, you can talk and stop at any time."

Song Xiaoman ignores Zhang Yunfeng and Zhang Yunfeng doesn't have time to deal with her. This is the big trouble lying on the bed. If the heartbeat can't be restored to a safe value of independent pacing, then song Xiaopeng's life is still in danger. Replenishing blood volume is a key, but stimulating the heart is also an essential key.

Adrenaline is undoubtedly the best one, but I don't have this special medicine at all, and I don't have a defibrillator at all. If I change to a normal doctor, I'm at a loss at this time. Fortunately, I'm still proficient in acupuncture. Looking at the current situation, I can only use acupuncture to stimulate the heart again.

Song Xiaoman's physique is too weak. It is estimated that 200ml is her limit. Before she reaches the limit, she must give song Xiaopeng a set of heavy needles, and then insert the blood collection needle into her body to continue transfusion.

Since it is necessary to place the heavy needle, the acupoints and nervous system of his whole body that can stimulate the heart should be stimulated as much as possible, so the effect can be obvious. Zhang Yunfeng took out three boxes of silver needles, 20 in each box. After going through the whole process of heavy needle in his brain, he quickly pinched a silver needle, found the position with his left thumb, and immediately inserted the silver needle with his right hand.

Like transplanting seedlings, one after another, without any interruption or pause. In a blink of an eye, Zhang Yunfeng has inserted more than ten silver needles into song Xiaopeng's scalp, face and neck. At this time, Zhang Yunfeng said, "take off his shoes and wipe the soles of his feet with alcohol cotton."

Xu hurriedly handed song Xiaoman over to others to help him. He squatted down and took off song Xiaopeng's field boots. Then, he wiped song Xiaopeng's feet carefully with alcohol cotton. Zhang Yunfeng continued to insert the silver needle into song Xiaopeng's body. From top to bottom, he soon inserted more than 40 silver needles into song Xiaopeng's skin.

Zhang Yunfeng asked long Xiaoyue to cut off song Xiaopeng's trouser legs with scissors, then pricked a few stitches on his thigh, and then went down. Xu had cleaned song Xiaopeng's foot plate. Zhang Yunfeng pricked eight silver needles under his two foot plates.

At this time, song Xiaopeng's heart has begun to increase gradually. After Zhang Yunfeng gives him the pulse again, he is finally relieved.

But I didn't think about it. At this time, song Xiaoman suddenly fainted. The man who was holding song Xiaoman exclaimed. Zhang Yunfeng hurriedly stood up, went to song Xiaoman, pulled out the blood collection needle, sealed the pinhole with hemostatic cotton and tape, and said to long Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue, please help me take her back to the room to rest."

Long Xiaoyue just took song Xiaoman over, she opened her eyes slightly again, looked at Song Xiaopeng on the bed, said weakly, "my brother hasn't woke up, isn't he bloodless enough?" She took a look at her left arm and saw that Zhang Yunfeng was holding the hemostatic cotton and the pinhole in his hand. He asked quickly, "why did you pull out the needle? What about my brother? You plug me in again. "

"What can I do?" Zhang Yunfeng frowned at her, and said coldly, "you are so fit that you are shocked if you smoke a little more."

Song Xiaoman hurriedly said, "I'm not afraid As long as my brother... "

"Shut up!" Zhang Yunfeng didn't want to listen to her nonsense. He waved and said, "Xiaoyue, hurry to take her to rest so as not to block people like a little kid here."

Long Xiaoyue helps song Xiaoman to walk outside the door, but song Xiaoman says nothing. Zhang Yunfeng then says, "Xiaoyue, don't care what she says, get her out first."

Weak song Xiaoman can only protest in his mouth, but physically he can't rival the healthy dragon Xiaoyue. He can only be reluctantly helped out of the room by the Dragon Xiaoyue.

Since Song Xiaopeng would suffer from hemorrhagic shock, the amount of blood loss is estimated to be at least 2000 ml. although the cumulative amount of blood transfusion has reached 2000 ml, at least 340 ml was lost during the operation just now. Now there are at least several hundred ml gaps. His heart has been unable to recover to a safe enough beating strength, only to continue transfusion Blood, find the blood circulation system in his body and stabilize it.

Helpless